The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

my

the twisted flicker of excitement that

body’s betrayal, how it craved for any

felt weak, my breath ragged and

was too much and my mind was fogged by the need that kept growing

their taunts mingling with the roaring in

one

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

stepped forward and ran his

finger inside it, tears burned in my

my tongue up and down his finger,

dripped with false sympathy as he

do anything to make this

that right, Lyla? Do you want me

before he could finish speaking, stumbling as I tried to

hear mocking laughter chasing

only thought was to get away, to

a solid wall of

lips but

was the amber-eyed

gaze locked onto mine with a mix of curiosity

striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit –

the room as everyone turned

could feel their stares and a sickening dread pooled in my

the third finger of his left

a Lycan leader, but not

Moon Throne – the

pounded as I

my world, with the scent of my

a

for uncontrolled heat cycles especially in

seen as a disgrace, a shame that could

Lycan leader’s eyes were intense, a deep amber that seemed to

his gaze held

up from the ground

He asked, his voice sending shivers through my

arm and my breath hitched

my

of heat crashed over me, stronger than before and

sagged against him, my vision blurring

leader caught me, his grip was

hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of his scent – earthy, wild

glanced up at him, my cheeks flushed and found his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart

Time seemed to slow.

whispers and the judgment fading into the background as I and the Lycan leader stood locked in this

of something raw and primal

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